The Protector

Everyone present at the temple instantly held their breaths at that sentence.

They stared at Sebastian in disbelief.

What could possibly have pushed Sebastian to make such a daring exchange?

He was even willing to give up his fortune in order to beat this mysterious person, or force.

Sebastian continued kneeling as he waited for an answer to come from within the temple.

Finally, after about ten minutes, the rundown wooden door of the temple creaked open.

A man dressed in a suit walked out of the temple. Everyone looked on in shock and fear as the godson of the ex-ruler of the underworld walked toward them.

Even Sebastian looked terrified.

The young man said simply, “Sebastian, please return. My godfather will handle this.”

“What?”

“Thank you, sir!” Sebastian yelled in glee.

He agreed!

That meant the Morris Group was done for.

practically on the same level as

Quebec that he couldn’t get his hands on if he were willing to step

of this man finally returning to society started spreading around South City

himself away for

that North Hampton was

was willing to show himself once more

forces and families in South City started

on the next day, the ten most powerful families of South City gathered along the twisting and turning roads of Mount Amethyst in two lines as they

Sebastian stood among them.

coming from the end of the

down the mountain

group of people surrounded an old man with white hair and a ruddy complexion who looked full of

already 80 years old, his steps were steady

once the ruler of Quebec, Scott

Quebec called him by

any other esteemed figure,

to

were four other people walking next to him. They were

was all skin and bones, and resembled a walking skeleton. His skin stretched taut over the angular frame

meters tall and looked like a human mountain. He was

bald. There were six scars on the thin skin of his scalp. His

last one appeared completely normal, and nothing stood out about him. However, he was the most fearsome among

Guards were an indestructible force